"Thank you!" Jiang Nuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
On the other side, Xiao Fan hung up the phone and looked at Mu Jiuchen, grinning like a dog's tail: "Master, are you satisfied?"
Mu Jiuchen smiled gracefully and looked at him, nodding slightly: "Where is Little Koi?"
Xiao Fan: "..." Why is it a life-threatening question again?
Xiao Fan: "Little Koi might have returned to the sea."
Mu Jiuchen understood. This foolish assistant still had no news of Little Koi.
For the past few days, Little Koi hadn't been online regularly, saying he was busy with his studies when asked.
So, he was depressed. The other party was indeed a genius.
He handed the script to Chen Feng, "Go, let the technical department learn from it."
The man's un-squinted eyes were sharp. With a casual movement, he exuded a noble, arrogant, and captivating aura.
Xiao Fan just wanted to escape this cramped office as quickly as possible. He turned and fled, not even taking his phone from the desk.
Mu Jiuchen looked at the phone, and by some strange impulse, picked it up and quietly noted down Jiang Nuan's phone number.
Then, as if guilty, he carefully put the phone back.
"Bang...!" Xiao Fan walked in and looked at Mu Jiuchen, who looked guilty, and smiled.
"Master Jiu, I forgot my phone."
Mu Jiuchen held back a surge of anger and nodded with a hint of resentment.
Only after Xiao Fan took the phone did he exhale. When had he, Mu Jiuchen, ever been so frustrated?
This little girl was naturally his enemy.
Mu Jiuchen once again blamed Jiang Nuan for this.
Meanwhile, Jiang Nuan made a big decision: she was going back to the Jiang family.
And to investigate her own background.
In the evening, when Meng Yuan and the children returned, she told them about her plan. The three children had no objections, but Meng Yuan went crazy first.
"Jiang Nuannuan, you've gone mad! You finally escaped the quagmire, and now you're going back to suffer? What's wrong with you? You can take your own pulse."
Seeing Meng Yuan's strong opposition, Jiang Nuan hesitated slightly: "Let me think about it."
"No thinking allowed! Tomorrow night I have a banquet, and I've taken a private job. Your beastly father will be there too." Meng Yuan said aggressively and went upstairs.
Jiang Nuan had no choice but to give up.
She looked up and saw the three little dumplings staring at her with wide eyes. Their expressions were as if Jiang Nuan would abandon them. Jiang Nuan felt a pang of tenderness in her heart, "Babies, don't say anything, Mommy will never abandon you."
Her three little dumplings had always lacked a sense of security.
The three little dumplings were reassured.
Jiang Nuan got up, stretched, and felt completely relaxed. She squinted and smiled, "Babies, goodnight!"
The three little dumplings happily said: "Mommy, goodnight!"
The next day, Jiang Nuan was dragged to a beauty salon for a spa by Meng Yuan early in the morning. After leaving the salon, she went for makeup and hairstyling, and this process took until the banquet time.
At Emperor Grand Hotel, in the lobby, Meng Yuan suddenly clutched her stomach, looking as if she were constipated.
"Oh, Nuannuan, wait for me here for a moment, I need to go to the restroom. I ate hot pot with the three little dumplings last night, and my stomach isn't feeling well."
Jiang Nuan gave her a look that said, "You really are constipated."
"Hurry up and go, I'll wait for you here." Jiang Nuan sat on a chair in the lobby waiting for her.
She had thought about it all night and decided not to return to the Jiang family. Such an irrational decision was just a passing thought.
She thought about it and decided to return to her old line of work, but she was in urgent need of money, and someone was looking for her.
She clicked on a task posted on the technology network and saw that it was from Madam He, the grandmother of the He family.
Jiang Nuan was surprised. Wasn't she the grandmother of He Mingrun, the host of tonight's banquet?
"Jiang Nuan." An incredulous voice came from behind her.